[Hokage] On the Feasibility of Brother Control

After sleeping comfortably and returning to the cage, Yang stretched out his hand to touch the alarm clock beside the bed. The time displayed had already passed the normal transition point, but he was not in a hurry, anyway, he was not in the team that Kakashi led inside.Even if the old man did order him to assist in the management of the team, it was limited to getting to know the members of the team and their respective strengths so that he could directly take over the command of the team under special circumstances.

After grooming, he went out leisurely. He touched his stomach. The empty stomach made him suddenly regret not heating up the mochi in the refrigerator before going out.The boy, who was depressed for some reason, walked slowly towards the school with a small dried fish in his mouth. He met many people who greeted him along the way, and he responded to them one by one, but he still looked bitter and delicate.

Ah, how should I put it, I always feel that I will encounter very troublesome things!

Yang asked the teacher at the school and learned that Kakashi took the new team to the roof of the teaching building. Yang thanked him with a smile, then went around to the back of the teaching building alone, and climbed up the building without pressure by stepping on the tree.

Before reaching the top, he heard voices speaking faintly. It seemed that Kakashi was fooling the children again. He curled his lips and approached silently, hiding his figure under the ceiling.

It is said that the field survival exercise with an elimination rate of 60.00% or more has obviously frightened the three fledgling ninjas. He rolled his eyes, cleared his throat secretly, and said quietly, "Kakashi..." The sound is like the cold weather in the three volts, and there are two shrill screams on the spot.The corner of Kakashi's mouth twitched, and a row of black lines fell on the top of his head, "Don't look like you're starving to death, can you talk normally?"

There was a moment of silence below, sighed, and continued to whisper: "...I went to the tea shop, remember to bring your wallet..."

Someone who came purely to make trouble couldn't find any fun and patted his ass and went straight to mochi, Kakashi grabbed his hair and sighed while distributing the relevant information to the three rookies with different expressions, "Don't be late tomorrow! "He smiled and exhorted, and the meaningful tone made the three of them fall into tension again immediately.

After scaring the little ninjas, the unreliable jonin mentor walked to the tea shop with his hands in his pockets, and saw his cute junior brother fighting with mochi again...

"Ah, Kakashi!" Waving vigorously, Yang Xiao rolled his eyes, "Is your threat going well?"

"It's just a friendly reminder before the exam!" The first thing he did after sitting in the past was to move the large portion of mochi in front of him and ask the boss to serve another fruit salad to the dissatisfied Yang, Kakashi He calmly picked up the mochi and stuffed it into his mouth, "You don't want to know what kind of troublesome people this team I accepted is."

Yang, who was sulking at poking at the teacup of honey water, raised his eyes reluctantly, "Tell me."

"One of them is the son of the teacher, but his personality is really not like the teacher." Kakashi stopped the words and said, "It's a hot-blooded little guy, maybe he will be more like his mother in terms of personality?"

"It's the son of the two of them after all." Yang blinked after poking at the fruit salad that was just served, without any motivation, "so sooner or later, he will grow up to be as stupid as the two of them."

"Well, it's entirely possible and maybe—but Sensei and the others are not stupid." Kakashi continued, ignoring the white eyes cast by Yang, as he forked the cherry tomatoes that Yang had picked up from the corner of the plate into his own mouth. "There is also a little girl who has solid theoretical knowledge, but practicality...needs to be strengthened—but love is more important than anything else for a little girl at this age!" He shook his head pretending to be emotional, showing a smile. With a thief smile, "Speaking of which, my lovely junior brother, do you have a favorite little girl?"

Yang, who was looking at the sky silently, decided to ignore someone who was starting to be dishonest again, "Continue."

Mentioning the last person, Kakashi's face became a little more dignified, "This is the most troublesome - Uchiha Sasuke."

"Are you trying to say that he doesn't even want to be a 12-year-old kid anymore?" Before Kakashi could say more, Yang had already said those unfinished words, but unlike Kakashi's worries, he seemed much calmer, "You can't ask a child who lost everything overnight and fell from heaven to hell to be as innocent as an ordinary child. He has the right to hate, doesn't he? What's more...that's a Uchiha, the blood of Uchiha It's just paranoia!" That natural tone made Kakashi couldn't help but look sideways, "You know Uchiha well?"

"Maybe." Yang smiled, casually picked up a piece of apple, "Speaking of which, Kakashi, don't you know Uchiha's stubborn mind that makes people jump?"

The white-haired Jonin chuckled from his throat. He remembered the Uchiha boy who gave his left eye to him before he died. The hidden left eye seemed to be suddenly burned and dry.

A piece of apple was stuffed into his mouth suddenly, and the boy holding the fruit fork stared at him, and his own figure was clearly reflected in his pure black eyes.

"Don't be stupid," the boy waved the fruit fork at himself, his proud eyebrows flying freely, "he is a Uchiha, and Uchiha will never regret his decision!"